Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 97

Chapter 97 People Cannot See Their Own Emotions Clearly

I was freakin' out and grabbed Ethan's arm.

"You good? Don't scare me like that."

Ethan slumped over the steering wheel, but he reached out and grabbed my hand. "I'm fine. Chill."

He looked like he was about to pass out, but he said he was fine? Just as I was about to lose it, someone knocked on the window. A traffic cop was there, telling us we couldn't park and had to move. I begged him for help. A few traffic cops helped Ethan out, but he couldn't even stand up straight and started puking blood. I was so freaked out that I don't even remember how we got into the cop's car and rushed to Grace Hospital.

Turns out, it was acute gastric bleeding. The doc said it was a good thing we got him there in time; any later, and he could've bled out. When they brought Ethan back to the ward, he was awake but pale as a ghost, hooked up to an IV.

I'd never seen him so weak. I just stood there, frozen by the bed, scared out of my mind.

He looked at me and reached out. "Come here."

I walked over, and he pulled me to sit by the bed, placing my hand on his chest. "I'm really okay."

My eyes were stinging, probably red too. "The doc said your stomach didn't get messed up overnight. You must've been ignoring it for ages."

Ethan looked at me and gave a weak smile. "I'm a guy. If I made a fuss over every little pain, wouldn't that make me seem weak?"

"Illness doesn't care if you're a guy. Can you stop being so dumb?" I was still in shock, and his casual tone was driving me nuts. He gave me a weak, goofy smile.

"You're still smiling?" I glared at him.

Ethan pulled me to lean on his chest, his deep voice rumbling.

"Emily, I can tell you're worried about me. That makes my day!"

I was really scared. Even now, thinking about it makes my heart race.

What if he had been too weak to hit the brakes? What if he had been alone and no one noticed?

Too many what-ifs, and I didn't want to think about them.

Ethan held my shoulders and made me look up, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"Come here, let me make you feel better." He cupped the back of my head and pulled me in, our lips meeting. Maybe 'cause he was weak, his kiss was super gentle. I kissed back even softer, pouring all my worry into it.

We only pulled apart when we heard a light cough.

Standing at the door was Jason, wearing a lab coat.

Ethan didn't seem to care, but I felt my face heat up as I got up to pour some water.

Jason strolled in, hands in his pockets, giving Ethan a look. "Thought you were invincible, huh? Now look at you."

Ethan tried to sit up, so I adjusted the bed and handed him a cup of warm water.

Ethan chuckled and cursed, "Can't you cut me some slack? I'm still a patient here."

I pieced together why Ethan's stomach was so

often skipped breakfast. When he was younger, Martin could still keep him in check,

mad, he'd skip meals for days, using almost self-destructive ways to cope. He started drinking to numb the pain in his teens. When he was upset, he'd disappear, hide somewhere, and drink, often on

my dirty laundry in front of

past, my

it most, Ethan must've drowned all

my sadness and forced a smile. "So you

me and grinned. "Who

bit, Lacey and Ethan's assistant showed up, giving updates on the company's

flipping through documents and signing

he had this impenetrable mask on, not letting anyone see his soft side or pain. Lacey

Lacey said to Jason, "I didn't drive here. Mind

window, stood up straight, took off his lab

saw them walking side by side downstairs, chatting and laughing as they

at?" Ethan's voice suddenly came

see Ethan still looking handsome in his

just a stomach thing,

"Don't you think they make a

the two figures disappearing downstairs. "What? You trying

looked at him, raising an

my hair, his

are all about chemistry. If there's a spark, they don't need a matchmaker. If not, even if you tie 'em

With my woman's intuition, I felt like Lacey had a thing for

people can't see their own feelings clearly and need a little

"Good

dinner, I grabbed some oatmeal. After

air. Passing by the

a hot water bottle and

couldn't help but follow him to

door was open, and I could

helped a woman in bed sit up, opened a

After a few bites, the elderly woman finally noticed me

did I realize I had

in the ward were

being sick was true, and now she was at Grace Hospital, which meant things

walked in, and Chase put down the lunch box and

her eyes on me,

"Emily, come sit."

because they

the bed and asked, "How's

taking it one day

the mess between Arthur and

so

parents had become the most

only rely

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